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(For the newbies: Carla (Princess had a date with a guy from work that went from bad to worse. She now finds herself held hostage by the Insurrections a MC gang and under the protection of Hank. Hank (the ugly hulk) wasn't should if he wanted to be the hero she needed or the aggressor he was expected to be.)
It now lay open in front of her. Carla smoothed out the paper. The burger sat in the middle. It didn’t surprise her to see the burger. They didn’t know and she didn’t know they were going to be bringing food for them.
Three pairs of eyes (the gang members sharing their table) each after rolling their own eyes followed Carla movements with fascination.Daintily, Carla removed the bottom bun. She learned the meat patty usually sat on the bottom. She removed it and placed it next to the sandwich.
“What the hell are you doing now, Princess?’ His barked words startled her and her jumped. To Mick and Libs this seemed funny and were giggling.
Carla gave them both the evil eye or as evil as she could. Which made them laugh harder. Hank smirked and barely shook his head at them. Being long times friends they knew he was about to entertain them and Carla would be the brunt of whatever he planned.
“Princess, stop playing with your food and put that sandwich back together the way it’s suppose to be.” He spoke in his most commanding voice so far that night.
Immediately, the woman sitting next to him began to perspire.
Please saints alive I need this night over with. She prayed.
“Hank, I don’t eat…”
Not allowing her to finish.He said, “Put the sandwich back together and stop this--this what ever your doing and eat it.”
“Hank, please I…”
“For Pete's-sakes.” and he grabbed the paper and pulled it toward him. He rearranged the sandwich himself. When completed he pushed it back in front of her.“Now, eat the damn
Somehow, Hank again had Carla terrified and also she felt like a misbehaving child not wanting to eat her dinner. Seeing no way out of it. For she just knew he’d sooner stuff in down her
throat if she continued to refuse to eat.
Six eyes watched, four under hidden eyelids, as she lifted the sandwich to her mouth and took the daintiest bite humanly possible. She replaced the sandwich down on the paper as she chewed the morsel in her mouth and chewed and chewed.
Satisfied she could if she tried hard enough to swallow it she lifted the glass of cola and in one large gulp washed both drink and food down her throat.
Placing her hand on his arm to get his attention. All of a sudden his own food seem to require it.
“Hank. I need to use the ladies room.” She informed him once he looked her way.
He was already began to moved to allow her to get out of the booth before he said, “Sure, Princess, sure.”
Can't you just hear the door go bam!
Carla had reached the doorway of the room she sought when Hank asked Libs to follow her.
Carla held her hands under the running water when Libs entered. Without hesitation she pounced.
“Please Libs, you got to help me. I have to get away from
here.” Her eyes teared up and threatened to fall. Trying her best not to let take happen for if it did she would no longer have control over herself.
Surprising her Libs answered, “What you need to do it stop irritating Hank. His a good guy and you just keep pushing his buttons. They don’t make them like him anymore.
Carla thought it but wisely remain mum. ‘Thank goodness they don’t make any more like him. He’s a bully and a tyrant.’
“He likes you and for whatever reason you seem to make him happy. I don’t get it. You seem a whiny thing to me. But that’s not for me to say.”
‘Whiny?’ Oh she wanted to challenge that last remark. However, she couldn't think fast enough how to say it without it coming out sounding exactly like she was whining. So she used her old come back.
The other woman wasn’t done. “Another thing, Hank is a man of honor, if you’d just try to do it his way you’d figure it out. That the man would give and do anything you wanted. You’re not very bright are you?’’
Apparently, as Libs saw it there was nothing left to say or discuss as she entered into a booth and closed the door behind her.
Carla did not possess any desire to stand there and listen so she quickly left the room. Only this time she made sure the door didn't slam behind her.
Hank stood waiting for her and he wore a smile. She returned his grin with a frown of her own.
Cold greasy hamburger, anyone?
Settled in she looked at thehamburger before it felt barely warm to the touch so now it surely was cold.
Two hands picked it up and with eyes closed she began to eat a second time. Nibble-wash, nibble-wash drinking trying the eat burger All the while Libs words kept replaying in her head. She put the sandwich down and tugged on Hanks sleeve.
Hank, thank you for the food and drink. I was hungry and thirsty. Did I ever tell you that I don't eat meat I don’t or very rarely eat meat. Especially hamburger meat. It’s been in all
the news just how bad…well never mind. Thank you any
“Well, thank you. I like to take care of my gal.”
Bite your tongue. Don’t say it. Don’t say it.
Smile sweetly and eat the stupid
hamburger. She forced her head to scream it a few times. But she did just as her brain told her to.
She ate half of it before he announced they were leaving. Leaving now.
Before she could get a word of protest in they were back in the odious little bungalow. Carla sensed his mood changed at once.
He engaged in light hearted banter.
“So my, Princess doesn’t like to eat meat. For a kiss I’ll promise to remember that.”
Hank was sitting on the bed’s edge and somehow he wrapped his legs around her ankles. It gave the impression she would not be going anywhere until he finished playing his
“Look. It’s been a long day and I want to go home” She tried once more.
When Hank pulled up to let her catch her breath she in amazement realized he held her twisted in his arms and about to lose her balance.
“Oh!” she cried out.
A deep masculine voice reassured her. “I got a hold on you,
Reassured was the last thing Carla felt as he lowered her to the mattress.
“Damn,’’ she said.
“I know kissing you for some reason is the damnedest fun I’ve in a long time. I can’t get enough of you.”
Hot moist lips again covered her mouth. She fumed when he cut off her words yet another time. Determined to have her say she mumbled though the last kiss.
“Shhh, Princess, this isn’t the time to talk. This is the time to get to know you better.”
She intended to say,“Humph.” But it came out, “Mummph.”
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